Lookism: What If

(Sunday, April 21, 2024 – 5:55 AM)

Daniel's eyes snapped open.

Something was different.

The moment he awoke, he felt it, a raw, overwhelming power surging through his body. His muscles were tight, strong and filled with energy he had never experienced before. His senses were sharper, his breathing felt cleaner, and even the air smelled different, as if he could pick apart every scent in the room.

Slowly, he sat up. The movement was effortless, fluid, like his body weighed nothing.

His gaze shifted to the old him, his first body, still asleep on the mattress, breathing steadily.

Then, he looked down at himself.

His second body.

Lifting his arms, he stared.

His biceps were thick, defined, yet not bulky, sculpted in a way that showed power without excess. His forearms were compact and lean, veins subtly running along them, enhancing the sheer athleticism of his build. His shoulders were broad and strong, his chest carved with precise muscle definition, leading down to a rock-hard abdomen, shredded yet natural.

His entire frame was tall, lean, yet impossibly muscular. Not oversized, not exaggerated, just pure, functional power. Every muscle looked as if it had been perfectly crafted for peak performance.

And it was his.

He clenched his fists, feeling the tension, the unmatched strength that came with it.

Without wasting time, he stood up, his movements are smooth, powerful, and controlled. He walked toward the bathroom, barely noticing how different even that felt, his balance, his coordination, everything was on another level.

The small bathroom mirror reflected someone completely unrecognizable.

Daniel stared.

His jet-black hair was naturally tousled, yet effortlessly perfect. His face was sharp, strong-jawed, with high cheekbones and deep-set eyes that carried an intensity he had never seen in himself before.

His features were flawless, not in a manufactured way, but in a raw, natural, masculine way. No softness, no baby fat, only sharp lines and well-defined structure.

And then, his body.

Even naked, he couldn't look away.

His pectorals were firm and cut, his abdominal muscles perfectly segmented, each one clearly outlined but without looking unnatural. His obliques ran along his sides, connecting seamlessly to his thick, powerful thighs that held an incredible balance of size and definition. His entire frame looked engineered for strength, durability and agility, every muscle dense and precise.

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He clenched his fist again, watching as his forearm flexed, veins pulsing slightly beneath his skin.

A slow smile crept onto his lips.

'With this… I can finally start.'

He looked at his own reflection, his expression calm but resolute. He owed the original Daniel at least this much.

'Finding out what happened to my father… giving my mother the life she deserves… that's what I'll do for him.'

But then, his smile faded slightly.

'And for me?'

He pondered for a moment, his intense gaze studying himself in the mirror.

What did he want?

His own desire?

He let out a quiet breath with the question lingering in his mind.

'I'll find out as I go.'

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Name: Daniel Park

Height: 185 cm

Strength: |-{XXX}

Speed: |-{XXX}

Potential: |-{SSS}

Intelligence: |-{S}

Endurance: |-{XXX}

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(6:07 AM)

Daniel stood on the room with his breathing steady as he adjusted to the sheer difference in his new body. But as he looked down at himself, a simple problem became glaringly obvious.

He was completely naked.

His clothes were still on his original body, which remained fast asleep on the floor. He needed something to wear before heading out.

Without hesitation, he walked over and crouched down, before slapping his chubby counterpart's cheek. The moment his fingers made contact, his vision blacked out.

....

His eyes snapped open again, and suddenly, everything felt slower, heavier, weaker. His muscles ached, his breathing felt labored, and the weight of his old body settled onto him like a familiar burden.

'Yeah… not gonna miss this.'

Ignoring the stiffness in his legs, Daniel grabbed his wallet and hurried out the door.

(6:41 AM)

The streets were still quiet as Daniel walked into a cheap clothing store, keeping his head down to avoid any unnecessary attention. He moved quickly, grabbing a plain white T-shirt, black track pants, and the cheapest sneakers he could find. Nothing fancy, just enough to cover his second body.

After paying, he left immediately and headed home.

(7:09 AM)

Daniel stepped back into his small apartment, setting the bag of clothes down before kneeling beside his second body.

Its chest rose and fell steadily, completely unconscious.

'Time to wake up.'

Without hesitation, Daniel slapped its cheek.

Instantly, his vision shifted.

....

His eyes opened again, seeing his original body slump back onto the mattress, knocked out just like before.

Flexing his fingers, Daniel grabbed the clothes and quickly put them on.

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(8:05 AM)

Daniel stepped into the government office, a relatively small but busy place where people handled identity registration, passports, and official documentation. The building had a sterile feel, white walls, rows of plastic chairs, and workers shuffling through paperwork behind counters.

He approached the front desk where a young female clerk sat, tapping away at her keyboard. The moment she looked up and saw him, her professional demeanor faltered. Her eyes lingered a second too long, scanning his face before she straightened up.

"Good morning, sir! How can I help you today?" Her tone was noticeably warmer than it had been with the last customer.

Daniel placed his original body's identification documents on the counter. "I need to register my ID under a different name. My family situation is a little… complicated."

The woman blinked and tilted her head. "Complicated how?"

He exhaled, keeping his expression exasperated. "I have a twin brother. Our father gave us very similar names, and it's caused some issues. This is my twin's ID." he said, tapping the documents. "My full Korean name is Park Hyeonseong."

It was close enough to Park Hyungseok that it sounded plausible, yet different enough to pass as another person.

She frowned slightly, looking between the photo of his overweight original body and the man standing before her. "Wait… but this photo-"

"That's me." Daniel cut in smoothly. "I used to be overweight, but I lost a lot of weight over the past few months." He pulled out his phone, quickly searching for before-and-after weight loss transformations and turning the screen toward her. "It happens to a lot of people."

The clerk's eyes widened slightly, nodding in understanding. "That's… actually impressive. You look completely different!"

Daniel smiled politely. "Thanks, my father genes were good, hell i can even show you my cousins! But you see why I need my own separate documentation. It gets confusing."

She glanced at the documents one last time before nodding. "Alright, I understand. Since you already have a registered identity under your 'twin's' name, processing a second one should be easier."

Within thirty minutes, everything was handled.

Daniel walked out of the office with official identification under the name Park Hyeonseong, legally separating his second body's identity while still keeping his name close enough to Daniel Park.

With that done, he headed straight for J High.

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(9:03 AM)

Daniel walked through the streets, heading toward J High. The school grounds were quiet since it was Sunday, but the administrative office was still open for enrollments. The building looked just as he remembered on the manhwa, plain, a little outdated, but functional.

Stepping inside, he found the front desk occupied by a middle-aged woman who seemed to be finishing her morning coffee. She glanced up with her expression neutral at first, then she did a double take.

Her eyes flickered over him, lips parting slightly as her posture straightened.

Daniel approached the desk with his tone polite but firm. "I'm here to enroll as a transfer student."

The secretary fumbled slightly before clearing her throat. "O-Of course! Do you have your documents?"

Daniel handed them over. She took them with slightly shaky hands, scanning them far quicker than necessary before nodding enthusiastically. "Everything looks perfect! You'll be starting tomorrow."

She turned away, heading to the back room to retrieve his uniform. Daniel glanced around the office, already familiar with the school's layout from the anime. This place wasn't the best, but it was his stepping stone.

A few minutes later, the secretary returned with a neatly folded uniform. She placed it on the counter, smiling warmly. "Here you go! And, um…" She hesitated for a second before waving her hand. "You don't need to worry about the payment. Consider it a… welcome gift!"

Daniel didn't argue. He simply picked up the uniform and gave her a small nod. "Thanks."

As he stepped out of the office, he could still feel her eyes lingering on him.

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Ahh we finished with the plot holes PTJ left, i think i did a good job with the documents, i know Charles used James lee identity but they don't look alike at all, and when the og body will have his glow up, that will be the strongest evidence.

Also Daniel XXX stats don't seem much, but go and see the Auxiliary chapter, with his current experience and body control this is how much he can exert.

Sub! Please 🥺, that will help me financially!